The garden is, perhaps surprisingly, in incredible shape and thriving despite the frost. Rosie has always had a way with nature and plants to begin with, but her powers through Demora were only enhanced it seemed. Well, when those very same powers weren't trying to undo her. Although simply nauseated and fatigued currently, she did worry it was only a sign of worse to come. Guess she'd figure that out when she needed to.

"If you say so," is her only retort. Although she can think of a million better ways to spend one's time, she isn't about to continue admonishing him for it. How could she, when she'd do the same for someone else that needed her? She wishes she could see herself in that light, sometimes, but for now- Rosie will continue to be a bit stubborn about it.

"I'll pay him back somehow," she offers, too, despite the yawn that escapes her shortly after. Being tired isn't anything new for Rosie, but this tired and so swiftly was. "Just let me know."